"Yes! If we continue to attack, I'm afraid we won't have the strength to attack Moscow after we capture St. Petersburg!" Schlieffen looked at the map and sighed helplessly.

The terrain of St. Petersburg is too complex, and it is really difficult to conquer it with the current military strength.

"Following up, we Prussia will continue to send an additional 20,000 troops. You, the French Emperor, also promised to send an additional 50,000 troops.

The Danes also agreed to send 30,000 troops. Spain was also willing to send 20,000 troops, and even Portugal was willing to send 5,000 troops. The Netherlands, Belgium, and Luxembourg jointly sent 10,000 troops.

All in all, we already have more than 300,000 troops in our hands."

"Three hundred thousand people are not enough to capture St. Petersburg." Grouchy had participated in Napoleon's attack on Russia the previous time, and he understood the fighting spirit of the Russians.

"Yes! Three hundred thousand people cannot take St. Petersburg. According to intelligence, St. Petersburg only has an army of 30,000 people.

But our Emperor seems to have forgotten that St. Petersburg is a big city with a population of nearly one million.

In such a city, the labor force of young and middle-aged people cannot be only 30,000.

If women are included, as long as they have enough weapons, they can arm an army of no less than 200,000 people."

"Women?" Schlieffen looked at Grouchy in shock. To be honest, he did not expect that Russia would mobilize women to participate in the war.

“Yes! Woman!

There is no difference between the bullets fired from the chamber of a woman's gun and the bullets fired from the chamber of a man's gun.

General Schlieffen, times have changed. Now we are no longer in a world where we attack each other with swords. We all have guns in our hands. Bullets can make up for a person's lack of physical strength to a large extent.

In the last war, the Russians used women to form an army to fight against us.

I have to say that the fighting power of Russian girls is not inferior." Grouchy sat on the chair, lit a cigarette, and seemed to be recalling his last experience in Russia.

"If this is the case, the Russians in the city can organize 300,000 people. Damn it, how can they arm women."

Schlieffen was a standard Prussian soldier. In his mind, he always adhered to the motto: war, let women go away!

For a Germanic warrior, fighting with a woman was simply an insult.

But since Grouchy said it, then this thing must have happened. No wonder the Russians were able to defeat France at the height of its power.

"So, 300,000 people are actually not sure of taking over St. Petersburg. The people of Ming Dynasty made this plan, which is nothing more than grandstanding."

"What a pity! Our Emperor believed it and spent a lot of resources on this operation."

The two generals were no longer interested in talking, and they all sat on chairs and smoked.

In the distant port of St. Petersburg, soldiers and supplies were still disembarking ship after ship. With the war going like this, everyone was worried.

It was noisy outside, but time inside the tent seemed to have stopped. Only the smoke from cigarettes was still changing shapes in the air.

This is France and Prussia's blindness to war.

If the Ming army was fighting, the time to collect information before the war would definitely exceed half a year. The Ming Dynasty would not launch military operations in areas it did not understand.

As for Napoleon and Frederick, they just listened to Sun Zhijie's bragging and after looking at the map, they rashly attacked St. Petersburg.

Now a dilemma has arisen, and the generals on the front line have no choice.

"I have a solution!" Schlieffen suddenly stood up and walked to the edge of the map again.

Grouchy also stood up and followed Schlieffen to the edge of the map.

"Look here, St. Petersburg is bounded by the sea to the west and Lake Ladoga to the east. To the north are mountains, where the Finns are stationed.

As long as we build trenches in the south, we can blockade the entire St. Petersburg." Schlieffen took a pencil and drew several lines around St. Petersburg, forming a huge encirclement.

"What's the use of a blockade? There is a lot of food in the city, and there will be no problem for at least half a year. We can't wait here for the first half of the year. You can't guess how cold Russia is in winter.

The Russian winter is a nightmare for any soldier stationed in the field." Grouchy felt cold all over when he thought of the last winter in Russia.

"So, we can't wait until winter.

We have 300,000 men, so attacking the city is insufficient, but trench warfare is still sufficient.

There are only more than 30,000 regular troops in the city. We can set up a front along the southern front to stop the Russians.

Then, we used 100,000 people to hold this front, and used the remaining 200,000 people to attack Moscow.

The intelligence sent back by spies shows that Russia's military strength is now empty. There are only more than 10,000 troops stationed in Russia, and most of them are new soldiers. Moreover, our spies have obtained the map and city defense map of Moscow.

It is much easier to attack Moscow than St. Petersburg." Schlieffen talked about his plan enthusiastically.

Grouchy's eyes were also bright. He also felt that instead of chewing the hard nut of St. Petersburg, it would be better to bypass St. Petersburg and go straight to Moscow.

Those hastily organized people in the city of St. Petersburg were able to defend the city fairly well. They could be used to launch an attack and tear apart the defense line composed of professional soldiers, but it seemed a bit inadequate.

Building a trench along the southern line of St. Petersburg can effectively prevent people in St. Petersburg from escaping. The coalition forces can free up their hands to do their own thing.

If Moscow is captured, it will be a devastating blow to Russia.

The Russian troops on all fronts will be greatly shaken.

Maybe by then, they would surrender without attacking St. Petersburg.

When they thought of this idea, both of them were extremely excited.

Grouchy took out a bottle of very good French brandy, and the two of them drank while they perfected the whole plan.

After working hard all afternoon, I finally finished the new battle plan. I sent someone to rush to the port and handed it over to Li Xiu.

Except for Ming Dynasty, no other country in the world has transmitters.

If we want to let His Majesty the Emperor see the battle plan as soon as possible, we can only ask the people of Ming Dynasty for help.

Li Xiu couldn't understand the battle plan, which was written in Germanic and French, but there were speakers around him.

The speaker translated the battle plan to Li Xiu one by one.

After hearing Schlieffen's battle plan, Li Xiu couldn't help but admit that this was the best way at hand.

The battle plan was transmitted back to Paris and Magdeburg via radio waves, and just an hour later, it was placed in the hands of Frederick and Napoleon.

The report details the difficulties encountered in attacking St. Petersburg and analyzes how weak Moscow is today.

After weighing the situation, Frederick and Napoleon immediately agreed to the plan of the frontline generals.

The telegram was transmitted back to the frontline troops in the evening. This was already a remarkable speed. At this time, the cavalry sent by Duke Peter to Moscow was still running wildly on the road.

After receiving authorization from their respective kings, Schlieffen and Grouchy immediately organized troops to dig trenches.

So Li Xiu saw a scene that surprised him. All the troops, except the security troops, put down their weapons and picked up their shovels and shovels.

Like groundhogs, they kept digging on the ground.

"These people must be sick!" Chen Laohu put down his binoculars, took a big bite of beef in a flatbread roll, and said vaguely.

According to the custom of the Ming Dynasty, at this time, soldiers would be sent everywhere to catch the civilian husbands, and then let the civilian husbands complete their work at gunpoint.

The mission of the army is to fight, and it is wrong to waste soldiers' physical strength in this way.

As for the farmers who were captured, they were obviously more adapted to the work of digging soil. If they were given some material rewards, these guys would work very hard.

This has been a tried and tested method in the Ottoman Empire, India and Southeast Asia.

"He is sick! But the Prussian general and the French general are still smart. They didn't hit the rock of St. Petersburg!"

"Do you have brains? I think they are just idiots. I have never seen the Russians kill so many people this morning." As a general of the Ming Dynasty, Chen Laohu now looked down on generals from any country.

Although both Schlieffen and Grouchy had higher military ranks than him.

"Haha! Cannon fodder is meant to be sacrificed. This is what happens when the command power is in the hands of other countries. Even you, I'm afraid you don't care about the life and death of the soldiers of the Foreign Legion.

Maybe you still think it would be better if they died without paying pensions." Li Xiu took a sip of red wine.

The red wine sent by Napoleon tastes great.

"There is no longer a force that can be hostile to us in the Baltic Sea. Should we withdraw all the destroyers?"

"No! As far as I know, Russia has three destroyer-class ironclads, and their home port is St. Petersburg. But I didn't see them in the port.

This means they are hiding. Look, keep looking. Find those guys and sink them to the bottom of the sea. Only then can we truly clear the Baltic Sea."

In line with the principle of using people's money and people to eliminate disasters, Li Xiu ordered his destroyer fleet to continue searching the sea areas where Russian ironclads might appear.

Ming Dynasty is the most powerful country in the world today, not only because of its strong force, but also its good business reputation is the most important factor.

Only dedicated people will be truly trusted by customers.

When night comes, the sea is still very dark. To describe it as being unable to see your fingers is not an exaggeration at all.

Compared to the darkness on the sea, the brightly lit St. Petersburg Port is like a World War I beacon guiding the way. From a long distance, you can see a busy scene.

"Marshal, we only have three armored ships, but the Ming army has more than thirty warships. We managed to escape detection during the day, and if we don't take the opportunity to slip away at night and return to St. Petersburg, isn't this going to die?"

Vatutin felt very puzzled by Marshal Kuznetsov's order. This was to stuff the entire Baltic Fleet into the tiger's mouth.

These three ironclad ships can be said to be the only remaining seeds of the Russian Navy.

Since the Battle of Sevastopol, the backbone of the Russian Navy has been broken. Now that the only three remaining ironclads have returned to St. Petersburg, the Russian Navy will be completely destroyed.

"Vatutin, I know that doing this will make everyone die. But what can I do? Now, the Ming Dynasty's fleet is searching for our whereabouts all over the Baltic Sea.

Looking at the entire Baltic Sea ports, and even ports around the world, they will not be allowed to dock unless we surrender.

Do you want to surrender cowardly, or be mercilessly sunk in the sea by the Ming Navy? Or do you want to fight to the death and cause maximum losses to the coalition forces?"
To be continued...